They make it work somehow. They speak their own language. Or in this case, they “shriek” it. And it doesn’t matter whether or not anyone else “gets” it. It just matters that they do. To say that I love these two more than any human should be capable of loving someone else is the greatest understatement…
My Best Friend’s Bathtub is Dirtier than I Thought.
You can learn a lot about people by visiting them in their homes. Color schemes, knick knacks, window treatments, florals vs. solids; these important details can often provide a tiny glimpse into the hearts and minds of the residents, illustrating their passions, hobbies, and personal habits. A spotless kitchen, for instance, with nary a gadget in sight and a fridge covered in take…
More, Please
What do you do when your son, whose been “failing to thrive” since spring and closer to a feeding tube than ever before sits down at your traditional, holy, Christmas Eve feast, grabs a ginormous spoon, and begins to shove pierogis down his throat faster than the speed of light? Duh. You spend an entire…
A Picture Worth the Pain it Brings
There is a photo that hangs in her bedroom tucked in a frame she bought when she still shopped at walmart It sits there against the calm of the forest green wall the color chosen by her husband a man willing to paint the walls hot pink if she so desires She walks by this photo…
As the World Turns
As many of you know, I suffer from a bunch of crap, but one of the crappiest things is my vertigo. Lately I’ve had the opportunity to narrow down the triggers associated with these debilitating attacks. Knowing what to avoid will surely help me in my struggle to overcome these dizzy spells and allow me to live…